\u201c\u2026 light reflects life, and in therefore as aspect of creation.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n When my mother was in the nursing home, an aid who worked there told me the story of a lady resident\u2019s death. The aid said that the lady was sitting in the hall where the aid witnessed the light leave the seated woman. Rising upward, she saw the lady\u2019s body shift from light to gray.<\/p>\n\n\n\n With babies, the light is so bright it engages us. We cannot help ourselves but to be drawn into their shining beacons. Their smiles, bright eyes, glowing skin are just pure beauty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The light that God provides we see as the life around us. Physicists say that everything is all just energy. As sensory conscious beings, is it our nature that just interprets this world as being more than just light? Is it all just a playground for our souls?<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGod is the light in which I see.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Great Love, can I see you in the trees? In the sky? In the skin on my hand?<\/p>\n\n\n\n There is much to ponder as I look out my window across the landscape. Beauty \u2026 for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thank you, Father, Mother, Love.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGod is the Source of all, including my mind. God is the light in which I see. God is the mind with which I think. God is the Love in which I forgive. God is the strength with which I trust.\u201d ~Hollie Holden<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Light, mind, Love, strength. <3<\/p>\n\n\n\n Is this all there is to me? Are these the ingredients God has combined in the preparation of Tricia? And, is everything else, that I have added, just fluff?<\/p>\n\n\n\n If its true that these are my base ingredients, then I don\u2019t operate very well. The reasons behind my actions usually relate to thoughts of self-protection, self-aggrandizement, or self-comfort. All are projections of an underlying fear of pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n God\u2019s world for me is only light, but I bring the clouds to darken my perception that I then push through, resist, or control. It really is a crazy game that we play.<\/p>\n\n\n\n HS, please help me to get out of this hovel I\u2019ve built and back to the mansion that my Father has prepared for me. _\/\\_<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" God is the light in which I see. 2-13-2024 \u201c\u2026 light reflects life, and in therefore as aspect of creation.\u201d When my mother was in the nursing home, an aid who worked there told me the story of a lady … Continue reading 2-13-2023<\/h1>\n\n\n\n